Pacífico

lyrics

We are the ones who create the world that seems to exist
The reality is in the other way around. Here.
The fleeting moment of creation doesn't stop
And they keep walking without knowing exactly
What the destiny will answer
And our souls have been arrested by the hand of God
Nothing is the perfect symbol of a slow decadence

We are the ones who create the world that seems to exist
Everything is a theatre of silence
And nothing is decadence...

Conscious we follow the fool
Conscious that love will last until it finishes